'Stupid!' she shouted at herself as she ran through the woods, ignoring the cool morning air that left goose bumps over her skin. 'Always so stupid!'
Why was it that she let her heart get carried away so easily when she knew that it would broken just as quickly if not even more so? The feel of his fingers still burned on her skin and she wanted nothing more than to rub her skin raw until she couldn't feel anything at all. Even the sensation of his lips against her body refused to leave her.
Zane didn't love her.
He never would.
She was a fool for pretending.
But sometimes it was just easier to allow herself to get caught up in this fantasy despite the looming heartbreak that was sure to follow. He asked her to dinner so that they could talk, she couldn't bring herself to refuse, after all, they were still friends. So that evening she put on her best little black dress, and lightly applied her make up to match the new darker color of her hair. Everyone had been shocked once they saw how her light tresses had changed to black, but she let their off handed comments slide without another thought. Even the cruel words of her agent did little to pierce the depressed mood that had settled over her. Maybe that was why Zane asked her to dinner – he felt bad for her.
Needless to say, she didn't let that stop her from accepting his invitation or from having too much to drink. Perhaps he felt the same way that she did. After neither of them eating very much of their expensive meals, but after both having lost count of the wine bottles consumed, they left the restaurant and slipped into a cab. No sooner than he had closed the car door he launched himself on her, his lips capturing hers and at that moment she was convinced that was the best moment of her life.
She stopped running and looked around the clearing, her hands wringing in front of her chest. Two steps to the right, four to the left, one backwards, three forwards, and three to the right again. Why was there nowhere to go to escape this? She walked over to a fallen tree trunk and kicked the hard surface, cursing as pain shot up her leg from her toes. A choice curse word slipped from her lips as she dropped down onto the trunk, her hands moving up the side of her face to adjust for the sunglasses resting on top of her head that had nearly fallen off during her run.
Her mind continued to play over and over again the sight of his naked body on the tan sheet lined bed. She could still see and feel every defining line of his toned body. Even the light scars resting on his back remained fresh in her memory. He had acted so oddly when she touched the scars, his angelic face suddenly twisted with fear. The moment had quickly passed though when he pulled her to him and they dropped down onto the bed. From there she could hardly remember much more than the feeling of him moving above her.
Mina closed her eyes and covered her face with her hands. It had been everything that she wanted and so much better than she could have ever imagined. That is until they were done and he promptly walked away from her, leaving her laying on the bed, her naked body exposed to the room. When he didn't return after fifteen minutes, she instantly understood that he had regretted what they had done. And like that she had grabbed her clothes and left, not once stopping to look back as she ran from her home.
